Summer With My Dad’s Best Friend - Page 25

“You’re right. I’ve never been this happy before.”

John shakes my hand one more time and I watch him walk away. When he’s out of sight, Jenny steps out of the trees and into the moonlight. She’d been listening in. I smile at her.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, I just really wanted to know what my dad was going to say. And I figured you needed back up in case he tried to kill you,” she laughs.

“He gave us his blessing. And he won’t be selling the cabin after all.”

She seems shocked at first, but her wide open mouth turns to a Cheshire-wide grin and she runs up to me and throws herself into my arms, hugging me tight enough to knock the wind out of me.

The crickets and frogs start to sing. I hold her close to me and listen to the sounds of nature, the soft lap of water as it hits the dock.

“You should be asleep,” I tell her.

“How can I sleep at a time like this?”

I stare at her under the moonlight and anything seems possible now that we have the blessings from our families. My ex-wife is another matter, but there’s nothing she can do now to hurt us.

I touch Jenny’s waist, drawing her near. She shivers when my skin touches hers. I move my hand up to rest just under the swell of her soft breast. She looks up at me with the penetrating gaze of someone in love. She’s hungry for what we both know will happen next. My fingers brush her hard nipple through the fabric of her bikini top. I pinch it and my cock grows harder when she gasps.

She shifts her weight. I’ve grown to realize she does that when she’s turned on. She can’t stand still with the anticipation. Her eyes flutter closed as I explore her body. I slip my hands into the elastic waist of her shorts, rubbing the fabric of the bikini bottoms underneath. They’re wet and hot just as I knew they would be.

“You’re so wet,” I say, marveling at how turned on she gets. I’ve never been with a woman who’s so responsive. And it’s all for me. Every time I’m with her, it blows my mind that this perfect angel who could have anyone she wants, chose to be with me. It makes me want to be a better man. I never want to give her a reason to think of anyone else. I don’t have to worry about that now. Right now, it’s just the two of us, and I plan to keep it that way for the rest of our lives together.

My hand slips beneath the last barrier of fabric that keeps me from my own personal slippery playground. Her legs go weak at the first touch to her swollen clit. She has to lean against me to hold herself up.

I pull down her shorts and bikini bottoms until they puddle at her feet. She’s naked from the waist down. I’m not worried about anyone interrupting us at the moment. We’re out here alone and I’m confident we’ll hear anyone approach long before they see us. We could go somewhere else to be alone, somewhere more private, but I can’t wait. I need to have her right now.

She’s breathing hard, her wetness a steady drip in need of attention. Her shaved pussy is so smooth. I need to run my tongue over the soft skin and taste her sweetness.

I run my fingers up and down her wet slit.

“Damn, you have such a pretty pussy,” I say in awe of its perfection. This makes her giggle, but it’s true. It’s a thing of beauty. “It’s so pink and tight.”

My hard-on rages inside my shorts. It feels as though it’s being strangled by the fabric, dying for release.

I push my finger past the swollen folds, and the whimper that escapes her lips is pure pleasure. When I add another finger, she starts to melt, hanging onto me tighter to keep from falling. She looks up at me with wide eyes. She’s holding her breath. It’s another thing about her I’m that I’m getting to know. She does this just before she’s about to come.

She raises up on the tips of her toes to kiss me. I open my mouth to accept her tongue. Her kiss is urgent, greedy. She starts to pull away, but I hold her face to mine and force my tongue between her lips and kiss her again. I kiss my way down to her chin, her neck, and finally to her chest.

I pull her bikini top up to expose her little breasts, sucking and gently biting her nipples.

“I need to fuck you,” I say. I won’t be able to control myself much longer.

“Then fuck me,” she says.

I smile as she bites my lip.

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